Thursday, December 30, 2010

Bonds

Curl up in wonderland with metallic machine guns
Walls painted white, just the way you like them
So we come in for the landing, to see what you see
Tornado spread thin.

So the violin plays from famed lips
Black butterfly window panes
 It’s your house ,
Your taxi.

A world of heaven - your world of nightmares,
I sent you a thousand messages -but they only touch your shores

We can only get so far…

So I’m sailing- heaven can’t live in hell
Funny thing, she says…

Never was a fire.

Some have a mirage broken and bound to their eyes.

So please darlin’

If you make it
The beach is littered by candy heart verse

But we can’t save you

The seas are calm now
Behind me lies the storm